Captain’s Log 5,510
It’s done! Opening night has happened! Was it great? You bet your sweet bippy! We had a full house! We are going to set up more chairs tonight because the Saturday crowds are always bigger.
There were surprises (as usual). Good thing I was sitting next to the tech booth when a big glitch happened. The actors were skipping all over between three pages of dialogue, and it was apparent they were about to become hopefully lost. I leaned over to the fellow running the sound board and said, “Ring the phone! Ring the phone!” He rang the damn phone and they were able to move forward with the scene from the phone call moment.
The problem child who did not take direction well was, as expected, the weakest one in the last scene. But the one who listened and tried and pulled herself up into an amazing performance last night got a laugh on absolutely everything she did. I was so very proud of her. She went from timid to amazing. How wonderful to see. She saved the entire scene from a crash and burn.
Of course, the audience had no clue any of this was happening. And that is the magic of theatre. The two people with the least experience were the strongest performers last night. The hooker scene was the strongest piece. People were howling, and they more they howled, the better the actors performed. It was delightful to watch.
I was honored with a bottle of wine and some lovely flowers. How sweet! I was not expecting that when I went up on the stage for a simple bow. I am flattered.
Pretty roses in a bowl
I am really sad to see this project come to an end. It was SOOO much work for just two performances, but at this stage (no pun intended), the theatre does not have a real home. The company must rely on the kindness of groups with space big enough to house a production for a few days. The church only charges $40 a day for the hall, and that is affordable. The problem is the limited number of days it is available.
I got home and collapsed with a wonderful sense of tired. I had a small bowl of cereal and fell asleep in the chair with a magazine. Fortunately, I woke up and toddled off to bed just in time to listen to another rain shower drum against the roof and was out like a light.
We get to do this one more time. How precious and wonderful for another moment!